On our picture shelves Statues mocking me Tell me how am I supposed to feel? How am I not put at ease? (Get on or get out) | | Talk yourself to sleep Fall into it deep I will wash off mine with rolling waves of worry (Get on or get out) |
Hey hey it doesn't have to feel so wrong Bethany you're riding this one to its grave You never understood the difference Between someone's beating and refusal to trade | | Bless these tangled veins None of which will grow the same Now am I supposed to fake it? Now are you so poised, at ease? (Get on or get out) |
Talk yourself to sleep Fall into it deep I will wash off mine despite no worry (Get on or get out) | | Hey hey it doesn't have to feel so wrong Bethany you're riding this one to the gates You never understood the difference Between someone's beating and refusal to trade |
Think long, think think long, think think | | Can you feel it surround me? I think it'll drown me |
And I wonder how you could say that we really owe you anything And I wonder how you could say that you really owe us anything | | Think long, think think long, think think |
And I wonder how you could say that we really owe you anything And I wonder how you could say that you really owe us anything | | Think long, think think long, think think |
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